But To Be Still! Oh, But To Cease Awhile [Sonnet]

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Title:     But To Be Still! Oh, But To Cease Awhile [Sonnet]
Author: Fanny Kemble [More Titles by Kemble]

But to be still! oh, but to cease awhile
The panting breath and hurrying steps of life,
The sights, the sounds, the struggle, and the strife
Of hourly being; the sharp biting file
Of action, fretting on the tightened chain
Of rough existence; all that is not pain,
But utter weariness; oh! to be free
But for a while from conscious entity!
To shut the banging doors and windows wide,
Of restless sense, and let the soul abide
Darkly and stilly, for a little space,
Gathering its strength up to pursue the race;
Oh, Heavens! to rest a moment, but to rest
From this quick, gasping life, were to be blest!

[The end]
Fanny Kemble's poem: But To Be Still! Oh, But To Cease Awhile [ Sonnet]

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